(At home the forests danceAnd ceilings scratch the skyWaters from torrents are violenceAnd the snows are perpetualAt home wolfes are at our doorsAnd all children understand themWe hear cries from New YorkAnd boats on the Seine)

(Take all you have and your dreams and your lifeYour words, your swearwords and your tongue from hereGo away with everything and the air girlShow me your edens show me your hellsYour north and your south and your west's zests)

(At home the forests danceAnd ceilings scratch the skyWaters from torrents are violenceAnd the snows are perpetualAt home wolfes are at our doorsAnd all children understand themWe hear cries from New YorkAnd boats on the Seine)